No yet. It's time to move out to the hotel and then get on the bus to Sydney. Then, if the volcanoes don't get us, we jet off to glowing Tokyo. I've checked-in and, fingers crossed, we've got the seats we prefer; last two at the back of the plane. If we're offered a free upgrade we'll take it - always do ...
Packing was a snip ... after re-packing several times my case weights a monster 15 kilos ... maybe I don't need some of the cloths ...
It always surprises me that the carry-on bag is both full and heavy ... camera and all the electrical do-dads and their chargers ... remember when travel didn't require a private nuclear plant to power all the gadgets? We've even got a toothbrush that tells you when to stop brushing and you can listen to the radio while you brush - you have to have amalgam fillings for the reception to be enough to Zumba for the prescribed two minutes. Clean teeth and tight abs all in one session ... the marvels of modern technology ... whatever next ...
It's better to travel than arrive ... then again ...